Whilst out photographing my Blooming 'eck Table a few weeks ago I came across this left over section of bench, just up from the sea, under a strange alcove area. I guess it would still function as a place to gently park your bottom, but it might not be too comfortable. I love the way that things like this just get left, i.e. the Council don't take them away! It is only a really rough nod to what it used to be, in the same sort of sense as most driftwood pieces I find; the odd attachment, screw, additional bit of wood, small bit of text.